BOOK SYNOPSIS
Tut emerges into the modern world and becomes sought by government agents. From the past King Ay and his High Priest, a master of the Book of the Dead’s black magic, have also been reborn. Tut must now face the agents and somehow defeat his former mentor’s evil High priest.

For the first time since the lights had gone out, Sebastian noticed the computer was still operating. Every other electrical device he could see was off, yet the computer was not only running, but it was reciting in English the text of the Book of the Dead.

Sebastian slumped back onto the chair. The voice, even an electronic voice, was nice to hear. But very strange at that, so he thought. “What the hell?” he said. “What’s going on?” He slapped the side of the computer monitor. “Okay, already, that’s enough mumbo jumbo. I don’t have all night for this. And how the hell can you be working?” He stood and stepped back from the table. “This is freaking me out,” he said, voice raised, hoping perhaps someone upstairs might hear and come to check things out. Company would be wanted and welcome.

The lights in the building came on. Other computers made noises as they powered up.

Sebastian sighed in relief.

The computer continued to recite the text.

He tried using the control-alt-delete keys to end the computer’s recital. Still the machine kept rattling on.

Sebastian turned off the computer’s power switch, knowing to do so would mean he’d have to start his work all over again. But he didn’t have time to listen to the machine carry on. He had academic work to do.

The switch clicked off.

Still the computer kept running.

“What the hell? Oh great. Now it’s screwed up.”

The sounds of hurried footsteps in the stairwell announced the arrival of Sebastian’s year older brother Jordan. If ever there was someone who was the life of a party it was he. Always in a party mood, Jordan was well known for his antics and his involvement in sports. A complete opposite of Sebastian, Jordan loved sports and feasted on its competitiveness. He loved controlling a game, and being in control of an opponent. He was especially good at football and wrestling, sports that had awarded him full scholarships. At times his friends would swear he knew nothing else but sports.

“Hey, Dork, I’ve been looking all over for you,” Jordan said as he came through the double doors at the foot of the stairwell. He always called his brother Dork, while Sebastian called him Doofus. “God knows I feel like a drenched rat too.” And he looked like it.

“I told you I’d be here,” Sebastian said. He was thinking he could have used his brother’s company a few minutes earlier when it was pitch black.

“I didn’t think you’d be here this late,” Jordan said. “The guys upstairs said you were down here all by yourself. Adam Strachota figured you’re being anti-social.”

“Yeah, like he should talk,” Sebastian said. He slapped the side of the computer again. “I haven’t ever seen him with more than one or two other people at the same time. He even sits alone in the back of the classroom.”

“They said the lights went out,” Jordan said and chuckled. “Did someone come down and hold your hand?”

“Very funny, Doofus,” Sebastian said.

Jordan knew his brother had a thing about the dark. “Too bad Connie wasn’t down here when the lights went out. Bet you wouldn’t have worried about it then.”

“Bet not,” Sebastian said, glancing at his brother and smiling.

“Yeah well, anyway, did you forget about tonight?” Jordan asked. He had planned this night for more than a week. It was to be a celebration to mark one full year of going steady with the girl he loved. It would be a special night he wanted his brother to be a part of.

“No I didn’t forget,” Sebastian said. The last thing in the world he’d forget was a date with Connie. She was the girl of his dreams, a head turner no doubt, perfect in every way. And he knew how special the night was for Jordan. For the first time since Jordan’s junior year in high school he’d been going steady with a girl for longer than three months. Sebastian wondered if wedding bells were in the future.

AUTHOR BIO
Joel Goulet lives in Wausau, Wisconsin. He has two sisters and a brother. For enjoyment he takes long walks, watches an occasional movie, or does what he likes to do best, write. He’s an animal lover and strongly encourages animal adoption which he has done twice.

Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not ... Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disenfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourses of my book friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness. Helen Keller

1337: 1337: Leet or Leetspeak (often written in Leet as 1337 or 13375p34k) is a writing system used primarily on the Internet, but nowadays also in most online video games as well, which uses various combinations of alphanumerics to replace proper letters.Wikipedia